I Think I Love You (Australian Sports Star Series Book 3) by Iris Blobel Read Free Book Online

years. They all had a good relationship, but Maria had gone her own way, and only stayed in contact for family events.
    “Need to talk, Marco?” Annie asked.
    He shrugged. “Where are Ellie and Henry?”
    Annie sat next to him on the couch and held a can of coke towards him. “Childcare day, thank goodness.”
    He laughed. “You say that—”
    She held up her hand. “Don’t say it! Every mama deserves a break. This is mine for one day of the week. But I need to pick ’em up soon.”
    “Miles at work?”
    She nodded. “Working long hours at the moment.”
    There was a moment of silence, before she said, “Wanna tell me about it?”
    Again, he simply shrugged.
    Annie placed her drink on the little coffee table and leaned in to give her brother a smooching kiss on his cheek. He cocked a brow.
    “Tell me,” she whispered.
    “I slept with Saz.”
    Leaning back, she stared at him. “Are you kidding me?”
    Markus looked at her and noticed the smile on her face. “What?”
    “Finally.”
    “Beg yours?”
    Annie shrugged. “I don’t know. I always thought you two would be perfect together. Remember the picture of you two at my wedding. It has ‘ We’re a couple’ written all over it.”
    A smile played on his lips. Yes, he remembered. He’d had a great day, and Sarah had looked great, although not as sexy as at Ty’s wedding.
    “She’s given me the no regrets crap,” he said quietly when he saw Annie checking the time.
    His sister leaned in again for a cuddle. “Something’s wrong. I can feel it. You must’ve misunderstood her.” Looking up to meet his gaze, she asked, “So you’d give the two of you a go, do I get this right?”
    He placed a kiss on his sister’s forehead before he said, “I got an offer from a Sydney broadcaster to commentate the next cups on television.”
    “You wouldn’t, would you? Not if you could start something with Sarah. I mean, Marco, I know you want her. Honestly, you two need to get this sorted.” Checking the time again, she said, “I need to pick up the kids. Want to stay for dinner?”
    “Play babysitter?”
    Her smile was all the reply he needed.
    Choking back a chuckle he asked, “How about I take them to the park on Saturday?”
    “Perfect.” She stood, and he followed her to the front door. “Call her, Marco. Get this sorted. You have to promise me. Promettimelo.”
    He nodded, placed a kiss on her cheek, and walked to his car. His sister drove past him, honking the horn as he grabbed the phone out of his pocket and hit the button on the speed dial. With a big sigh, he lifted the phone to his ear and waited patiently for her voice. Instead, he heard, “Sarah’s phone.”
    “Timmy?”
    “Yup.”
    Without hesitation, Markus disconnected the call.
     
    ***
     
    The day couldn’t get any worse for Sarah. When she got back to her house, she saw Timmy standing in front of her door with a bunch of flowers in his hand. About to leave, his eyes lit up when he spotted her.
    Damn it.
    Biting her lower lip, she leaned her head against the steering wheel while taking deep breaths to ease the sudden tension inside her. The knock at the window startled her. She hadn’t expected Timmy to come to the car. She hesitated for a moment before turning off the engine. Her hands shook slightly. The temptation to drive off nearly did her in.
    But she got out.
    “What do you want?” she snapped.
    He raised an eyebrow, but remained silent.
    When she began to walk towards her house, he finally spoke. “Sarah—” he began, his voice patient.
    She stopped and turned to him. “Don’t you dare Sarah me.”
    Timmy came towards her but halted when she backed away.
    “Look, I’m sorry I hurt your feelings, okay?”
    Hurt her feelings? Well, wasn’t that the understatement of the week. Trying to keep her temper under control, her gaze went into the distance, and she noticed her nosy neighbours were watching. This day wasn’t getting any better. Knowing it was the wrong